Lost One's blog: "My Stories"

Mmmm yes… Today we are going to have a picnic. I go and start packing a picnic basket for us while you get the blankets and other things we need for our picnic on a secluded beach. I put in things we both like into the basket along with a bottle of white wine, two glasses and a cork screw (cannot forget this). We head out to a spot you know about where not many people congregate. The drive is about an hour from home. At first we make small talk while you drive. You notice that I am moving a little closer. We hold hands for a little while as we talk. I notice there are not many cars on the road which is nice for what I have in mind. Slowly I slip my hand from yours and begin softly rubbing your thigh, careful not to move too close to the inside. Our eyes meet for a brief moment as you shift a little in your seat. I give you a sly smile as my hand gets a little more daring, moving closer and closer to that special place. Slowly I stroke you through your clothing as your hand moves over my blouse. I unzip your pants to adjust you so it will not be uncomfortable for you. Your hand slips under my blouse, fondling me a little more aggressively. Moaning softly as you roll me between your fingers and thumb, I slip you out and begin tracing the tip with my tongue. I heard a soft moan from you. Slowly I begin to move my mouth up and down you, my hand moving with my mouth, feeling it getting growing with each stroke. Somehow your hand has found it's was into my shorts. I hope you like this…

On the long drive home I am thinking about how nice it would be to curl up with you, snuggling close as we sleep. Looking up at the endless highway and seeing that I have maybe another hour before I pull into our driveway, and smiling to myself as I remember this day. We actually finished the project a day earlier than projected. I decided to drive home that night instead of waiting until the next day. You did not expect me home until the following evening, but I thought I would surprise you. Anticipation building as the miles grows closer to home. The hour is late and I can see you snuggled in bed sleeping. An idea crosses my mind as I pull my car into the garage. I leave my bags in the car and would deal with them in the morning. My thoughts are with you upstairs. Quietly I come into the house and locking up behind myself. I am hoping not to wake you. The girls come to great me and I try to keep them quiet giving them some attention and a treat before I creep through the house. Slowly I climb the stairs to our room. Walking down the hall and stopping outside our room I see you sleeping so peacefully. Smiling softly as I watch you for a couple of minutes. I think how lucky I am to have someone as wonderful as you. I move from our room to the guest bath and strip off my cloths, leaving them piled on the floor. Normally I am not messy but I have other things on my mind and would pick them up in the morning. I quickly shower and walk back to our room with a towel around me. I climb into bed next to you, lightly tracing the outline of your face. Moving my hand lightly down your body, I feel you stirring a little under my touch as if you are dreaming about something beautiful. Slowly I move down your body with my hand, placing little light kisses here and there. My hand finds your special place already hard for me. Slowly I stroke you a couple of times before taking your hardness into my mouth. I hear a soft moan from you as my hot wet mouth encircles you. Slowly I move my mouth up and down your shaft taking you as deep as I can. My hand moves with my mouth. I am not sure if you are awake yet but I listen as your moans grow louder. While I slide you in and out of my mouth, I take my other hand and rub myself trying to get a little wetter. A couple of thrusts of my fingers in and out tells me what I want to know. Slowly I move up your body, placing little kisses on my way up. Then I sit up and slowly I guide you inside me. Now tell, when during all of this would you wake up?